On Retreat

I’m leaving this afternoon for a retreat center at the beach, where I’m meeting up with several other clergy women from Greensboro for three days of, well, retreating. It’s not the best timing – I’ve just been to the beach, and had a whole week of retreat earlier this summer – but I’m looking forward to the chance to get to know these other women. I have several good books and my camera packed, a bottle of wine and a batch of gorp to share, and my rain jacket, since the weather promises to be stormy all week.

As I was getting ready to go, Harper came out of her room (where she is supposed to be napping), and said: “I love you very much, and I always, always, always want to go to the swimming pool and the museum, and I always, always, always want my family.”